"Hey, you two done?" Your aunt asks from just outside the bedroom she'd lent you.
"Y-yeah, she just got going." You blush and stutter. She's told you dozens of times not to be worried about using her place to hook up with girls you still can't help but be embarrassed.
"How was it?" She gently pushes into the room while you process her question. She's answered a couple of your sex questions and shared a few dirty jokes and stories, but she's never asked anything like this.
"It was fine." You shrug. "I had a good time."
"Really?" Your aunts voice is genuinely concerned. "It kinda sounded like she was getting more out of it than you."
You blush bright again. You're not sure if this is something you should be talking about with a family member, but you really don't have anyone else to talk to about this and there is something you want to get off your chest. "It... um, it could have been better, I think."
"How so?" Your aunt lays an arm over your shoulders and gently pulls you into her. A part of you wonders if she should be doing this, another part is glad for the touch.
"It sorta felt like... like she was just going through a checklist, whenever she touched me, like she just did enough to say that she did everything right, not because she actually wanted to."
"Is that why you faked it?"
You turn your head in embarrassment, burying it in the side of her breast. "Y-yeah." Your voice is muffled against her.
"Oh, poor girl." Your aunt begins stroking your hair as you nestle into her. "You don't deserve that, I promise there are so many girls who will want you, who will show you that so much better than her." Her hand slides off of your hair and down your back, easing you into her.
"Absolutely, you're a lovely girl." A shiver emanates from your hips as her hand passes over them.
"W-what are you doing auntie?" You haven't called her auntie for years, but something about the way she's cradling your body pulls it out of you.
"Well, it just seemed like..." Her hand slides over your ass, pausing to give it a gentle squeeze before she brings it between your legs and presses it to your panties. "She left you wanting-" Her fingers explore your underwear, feeling across them until they find a fresh wet spot and settling there. "-and I don't think a girl like you should be left like that."
